"Yes, people are bullied by others, and horses are bullied by others. If they hadn't bullied them too much, how could such an end?" Lingjiyu was indeed a world that looked at the face. Immediately, someone exclaimed injustice for Luo Enen.

"But even so, you can't take such a heavy hand. At least you have to leave some face for others." The former argued.

"Hmph, if you don't put such heavy hands, can you honestly let them break their hands and feet and lose their eyes?" The latter snorted.

Everyone argued with each other.

"So they are so powerful." In the crowd, a middle-aged man with slightly gray temples stared at Luo Enen from a distance, Ye Wuse and Bai Fatty also sighed in a low voice.

"I know why I didn't let you take action last time." said another old man with a gloomy face.

The old man was gray-haired and frosty. Although he had a bit of a demeanor, his clothes were extremely simple, and he looked no different from the elders of the sect who led his disciples out for training. However, if a monarch in Lingji Realm was present, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person was the monarch in Changsun Luocang, one of the six monarchs in Tianji Realm.

When he said this, his eyes were obviously a little surprised and a little thankful.

He didn't expect that he would meet Gu Fenghua and others in Yunjin City again, and he didn't expect that Luo Enen and Ye Wuse, the white fat man's cultivation has improved so quickly that he actually reached the Sixth Level of the Emperor Saint! Since they have all reached the Sixth Level of the Emperor Saint, Gu Fenghua is of course only strong and not weak. Fortunately, he retreated three times last time in Guzhou City, otherwise it would be a lot of danger and would be ruined by them.

The middle-aged man remained silent. The last time he saw Gu Fenghua and others, he wanted to kill them to vent his anger on his master, but after being stopped by his master, he was still unwilling to accept it. Only then did he realize how lucky he was to not take action.

Although his strength has reached the sixth rank of Emperor Saint and his practical experience is more than better than Sima Batian's disciples, he was not very clear at that time, and he was inevitably careless and underestimated the enemy. If he took action rashly, let alone Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and Ye Wuse, the fat white guys and others could make him die miserably, very miserable.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Changsun Luocang knew that he had completely put away his contempt for Gu Fenghua and others. Logically speaking, if his disciples put away their arrogance, they should be relieved by masters, but at this time, he couldn't feel relieved.

Who is Changsun Luocang? He is one of the eighteen envoys of the Wuji Holy Heaven, and one of the oldest envoys with the highest and most experienced monarchs. His disciple of Changsun Luocang, even if he is arrogant, he has the qualification to be arrogant. How can he need to be as cautious as ordinary people?

If it were the past, seeing his disciples so unsatisfied, he would probably have slapped them directly. But now, even he himself has to retreat to Gu Fenghua and others, so how can he blame his disciples?

"Let's go." The more Changsun Luocang thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt, and turned around and wanted to leave with a depressed look on his face.

"Wait." Several other disciples saw that the master was in a bad mood and did not dare to say anything. They were all ready to leave, but the middle-aged man stood still.

Changsun Luocang turned his head and looked at him in confusion.

"Master, Sima Batian hasn't taken action yet. This is our God-given opportunity." The middle-aged man gathered his energy and sent a voice to him.
Chapter completed!